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There is a man in a brown coat exiting the corridor leading from the cells to the main bar.
He'd love to flop down in a booth somewhere with a Ng Ka Pe and talk to friends. However, today is not the day for that. Today is the day for going home.
Checking the bar for any messages and finding none, he takes a long, long scan about the Bar for anyone he recognizes. Well, only one person he might recognize, anyway - other folk he knows might sneak up on him.
Don't matter none, though. He's out, and he's going home.
[ooc: really an exit post; an actual real live entrance post tomorrow night. *frets about*]
He'd love to flop down in a booth somewhere with a Ng Ka Pe and talk to friends. However, today is not the day for that. Today is the day for going home.
Checking the bar for any messages and finding none, he takes a long, long scan about the Bar for anyone he recognizes. Well, only one person he might recognize, anyway - other folk he knows might sneak up on him.
Don't matter none, though. He's out, and he's going home.
[ooc: really an exit post; an actual real live entrance post tomorrow night. *frets about*]